DEEP-SPACE BAR BLUES

Verse 1]

Found myself in a bar carved out of an asteroid shell,

Smoke hangin’ thick like a story no one’s willing to tell.

Old amp cracklin’ soft like it’s coughin’ up a sin,

Steel guitar moanin’ low as the starships driftin’ in.

These Deep-Space Bar Blues,

Where the lost ones gather and the night bleeds through.

Ship engines rumblin’ like a promise overdue,

And the outlaw in my bones knows exactly what to do.

Barkeep’s got a face carved from years on the rim,

Eyes cold as vacuum, but he still nods when you begin.

Travelers swap lies heavy as meteor stone,

And every chord I slide reminds ’em they ain’t alone.

These Deep-Space Bar Blues,

Where the truth gets blurry and the hurt renews.

Hear the steel strings cry in a rust-gold hue,

While the shadows listen in like they’re passin’ through.

And when the engines fire up, the whole bar hums along,

Low bass shakin’ bottles like a half-forgotten song.

Every outlaw’s got a sorrow that they drink but never lose,

So I play another riff to stitch their broken screws.

These Deep-Space Bar Blues,

In a dim red glow where the weary choose

To sit with strangers who got nothing left to prove…

’Til the night moves on—and the stars reclaim their dues.